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  • Roll the credits
    Layout: Yours Truly.
    Codings: Kary-yan/Missyan.
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    Sunday, December 24, 2006 10:49 AM

    milo was nice.
    results werent that great.
    for the first time in my life, i was the last qualifier.
    and seriously, it's not fun waiting for the results esp when there's 4 more sqs to go.
    and i'm not bowling in either one of them.

    i didnt do a single bit of shopping.
    i only shopped for bubble bath soap.
    pathetic but true.

    roommates with bern and gina.
    they were ok,
    fun ok, so it was good.

    i just got back yesterday.
    and i think i'm leaving for penang tmr.
    christmas away from singapore.
    lovely
    a new change, a new everything.
    maybe, i shld get a new blog to leave everything behind.
    let's see if i remember when i get back.

    it's times like these when i leave,
    i really dontwanna come back here anymore.
    nothing awaits, well, maybe only sch and bowling.


    merry christmas everyone,
    christmas is a time to spend with your loved one.
    for this year, i'd like to be alone.
    in my lil bed, being all cosy and nice, with popcorns and watching a christmas show.

    maybe, every christmas will be like that from now.


    Of all the things I've believed in,
    I just want to get it over with,
    tears form behind my eyes,
    but I do not cry,
    counting the days that pass me by.

    I've been searchin' deep down in my soul;
    words that I'm hearin' are starting to get old,
    it feels like I'm starting all over again,
    The last three years were just pretend,
    and I said...

    Goodbye to you,
    goodbye to everything I thought I knew,
    You were the one I loved,
    the one thing that I tried to hold onto.

    I still get lost in your eyes,
    and it seems that I can't live a day without you,
    closing my eyes,
    and you chase my thoughts away,
    to a place where I am blinded by the light,
    but it's not right.

    Goodbye to you,
    goodbye to everything I thought I knew,
    You were the one I loved,
    the one thing that I tried to hold on to.

    and it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time,
    I want what's yours and I want what's mine,
    I want you,
    but I'm not giving in this time.

    Goodbye to you,
    goodbye to everything I thought I knew,
    You were the one I loved,
    the one thing that I tried to hold onto

    when the stars fall I will lie awake,
    you're my shooting star.